Ty jumped up from the bench when he heard a loud shouting coming from the house. And soon after, a banging and clashing of metal. This could only mean one thing, Ty thought while smiling. It was Jerome's turn to cook breakfast.

Ty hurried inside and watched with hidden mirth and glee from the door frame. Jerome, being the person he was, always came off as a rather more natural person. This meant he preferred natural cooking to that of man kinds more preferred methods. But since he wasn't allowed to have a fire in the backyard, garden or anywhere on the premises, under Seto and the council's authority. He had to use the most modern methods. And on top of this, he had to make breakfast. In the morning. Before anyone else was awake so that they could have food as soon as they came down from their bedrooms. And Jerome was not a morning person. He preferred lunch and dinner since they were in the afternoon and evening when he was awake. But due to the whole 'everyone must do their bit' – thing, he had to make breakfast just like everyone else. And this morning he must have been in a bad mood, because one, he was late making breakfast, and two, he was probably sore from sleeping in a wooden chair all night. Ty looked over to the other side of the kitchen when he heard a snigger. There was Mitch in all his morning glory, leaning against the far kitchen wall, looking a good part sleep deprived. With tired bags under his eyes and a lack of color in his cheeks. Ty knew though that by lunch Mitch would be the picture of perfect health. So he walked over quietly as he could, so as not to let Jerome know he was there and leaned against the wall next to Mitch. Mitch turned and smiled widely at Ty as though he had just won the lottery, though, Ty mused, he looked like that about ninety percent of the time. But Mitch's smile vanished when hi looked at Ty properly. The tear stains, red eyes, and overall flushed complexion would make any good friend worry. He quickly looked at Jerome, finding the man far too invested in his own tasks, he pulled Ty out of the kitchen and walked him over to a couch in the living room. He sat down and prompted for Ty to do likewise. As Ty sat down the questions rushed out of Mitch's mouth like a tidal wave. And in two minutes Ty had gotten asked at least two times the number of questions he got daily in his career. And he worked as someone that answered lots of people's questions.

By the time Sky had walked into the living room to get them to come and eat breakfast Mitch was in tears trying to get Ty to answer all his questions, Ty, on the other hand, looked very uncomfortable.

"Hey, guys. Jerome's actually made something edible this morning", Sky said avoiding eye contact with the two.

"Okay, thanks, Sky", Mitch said as he got up to wipe his eyes before he walked confidently into the kitchen to eat.

"You coming?", Sky said as he stopped in the doorway, he looked back as Ty waiting for an answer.

"No", Ty said quietly, "I'll eat later. For now, I'm going to my room to rest up a bit."

"Okay", sky said as he walked into the kitchen without a second glance.

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